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drug supply
motherfucker desperate for cash
so he sells his morphine
pill-head with enough in the bank
that he won't be close to breaking
swallow the rations
peace and harmony
until the supply runs out
(again)
so he sells his morphine
pill-head with enough in the bank
that he won't be close to breaking
swallow the rations
peace and harmony
until the supply runs out
(again)
Published 22nd Mar 2010
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Anonymous
23rd Mar 2010 2:21am
narration, short and desperate and, above all, poetic in it's quick yet painful evocation of a battered mentality. The characters you carve from the material of yourself are always fascinating.
23rd Mar 2010 2:28am
it was really stream of consciousness wrote it pretty much the same as you read i here writing to you.. yes I'm quite the character I suppose lol
Anonymous
30th Mar 2010 3:44am
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18th Apr 2010 5:25pm
bad situations sometimes make for interesting stories.. glad you dig it :D
7th Jul 2012 11:44pm
Ah ... addiction, held at bay for three years and counting. You made me shudder!
